Insomnia

Driveing through rain clouds
falling in and out of conciousness
I'm suffocating myself without sleep
my eyes are red buffy clouds of death
weep weep fucking weep.

My life is messy and disorganised like grandmas old sewing table
but I seen to know my way around, to find what i need
even though I can't see it, I know how to get to it.

Lights, midnight bites and lavender

Typeing contemplating then deleting anything with the thought of you
like a mind surgery
I want to erase these thoughts of you
I want to fly to the moon and catch all the stars in my pockets on the way up and use them for magical powers to fix the mess everyones made.
Coffee highs
I can't shed tears or cry
tonight's the night tonight's the night
I want to try but I'm to weak to fragile to make a movement or speak
cure me.

I'll sing to you from a sickness
smothered by a blanket fort
of an imagination jumping
from your my mind to yours
I'm sick of these countless seconds
I don't want our minds to entwine

I've been trying to catch the light on my window cill but it keeps getting faded out by the shadows

discontent with these emotions

so i'm disconnecting myself from them all

Writeing your name on icey window cells like I'm twelve again
trying to pick up the peices when I can't even put down the pen